Were you there when they crucified my Lord. Oh were you there when they crucified my Lord. (Oooh sometimes it causes me to tremble) tremble. Were you there when they crucified my Lord.
Now, were you there when they crucified, my Lord?. Ooh, were you there when they crucified, my Lord?. Ooh, sometimes it causes me to tremble. Tremble, tremble, tremble, tremble.
Well i went down to the store, i got some brand new shoes. I told them make the leather tough i gotta' walk the blues. Walkin' the blues, i'm walkin' the blues all day, all day.
I woke up this mornin' in a terrible mood. Now you talk about a woman treatin' a good man rude. She had me talkin' to myself gazin' at that mean ol' wall.
The crowd is waiting for the bullfight. Matador. My final fight the place is packed once more. Anita won't throw me a rose this fight. The one she wears is not for me tonight.
Will we get cold and hungry will times be very bad. When we're needin' bread and meat where we gonna get it dad. We'll get it from the man in the house on the hill.
What a beautiful thought I am thinking. Concerning the great speckled bird. And to know that my name is recorded. On the pages of God's holy word. . Desiring to lower her standards.
What a beautiful thought I am thinking. Concerning the great speckled bird. And to know that my name is recorded. On the pages of God's holy word. . Desiring to lower her standards.
I live in the cemetery ol' caretaker they call me. In the wintertime I rake the leaves and in the summer I cut the weeds. When a funeral comes the people cry and pray.
Well, the readin' and the writin' arithmetic. Never did get through to me. It ain't because I'm square or thick. 'Cause I learned my A, be, see. . But when I graduated from the grammar school.
Well, the whole town listened to the radio. For the Smiling Bill McCall Show. Everyone in Nashville. Was listenin' to Bill. . I don't want to be layin' in bed.
Run softly blue river my darlin's asleep. Run softly blue river run cool and deep. Run softly blue river my darlin's asleep. Run softly blue river run cool and deep.
(Spoken). I got cotton in the bottom land. It's up and growin' and I got a good stand. My good wife and them kids of mine. Gonna get new shoes, come Pickin' Time.
The devil in hell we're told was chained a thousand years he there remained. He neither complain nor did he groan but was determined to start a hell of his own.
Well you come home ah' feeling. For the knob on the door. You better pick up your feet. You're gonna' fall on the floor. I keep on ah' telling you. I'll tell you some more.
When my hands are tired and my step is slow. Walk beside me and give me the strength to go. Pick me up when I stumble, so the world won't know. . Lead me Father, with the staff of life.
Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry, cry, cry. I've shown the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky. And the tears I've cried over that woman.
At my door the leaves are falling. A cold wild wind will come. Sweethearts walk by together. And I still miss someone.. . I never got over those blue eyes.
What a beautiful thought I am thinking. concerning the great speckled bird. Remember her name is recorded. on the pages of God's holy word. . Desiring to lower her standards.
I close my eyes and picture the emerald of the sea. From the fishing boats at Dingle to the shores of Dunardee. I miss the river Shannon and the folks at Skibbereen.